Everyone I know is dying just to win
But You don’t fight to get Your way
Or lie to save Your skin
Everywhere I go people just want more
But You said there’s no life
In simply keeping score
You, You’re not from around here
You don’t think like us,
you don’t act like we do
All that I once held dear
Is ruined and I Just
Want to be like you
Everywhere I go people are afraid
But You don’t trust in anything
That can be unmade
Everyone I know thinks of themselves first
But you sacrificed, gave Your life,
For me, became a curse
(CHORUS)
This world tells me I need
Power, wealth, beauty and fame
But You became nothing
you were homeless, hated, tortured,
They mocked your name,
Your life for our shame
CHORUS)
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